NOVEL NEXT Chapter 33 - Eat me a spoon
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“Do you still want to drink it now?” A Chou looked at the smile on his face, somehow, but he was holding a pain in his heart. This man is in his thirties, and when he reaches middle age, he falls again. In such a situation, no one hurts him anymore, no one spoils him anymore, and in this desolate place where the grass is in the sky, he is now her only.
“No,” Zhong Mingwei shook his head, pursing his lips at A Chou, a little squirming, “I just want to drink some red bean porridge.”
“Ah?” A Chou apparently didn’t expect, his face ignorant.
“Don’t you just say that there is still half a pot of red bean porridge?” Zhong Mingwei said again, a rare embarrassment, “I want to drink more.”
“Oh …” Ah Chou responded, then got out of bed and went to the kitchen with his head scratched.
After a while, Ah Chou came back, a little embarrassed, carrying a small bowl of red bean porridge, sitting on the edge of the bed, and gently stirring the red bean porridge inside: “Just … when I just had a meal, I , I couldn’t hold back, drink … I drank most of the bowl, and now there are so many left … “
Zhong Mingwei looked at the half-bowl of red bean porridge, his lips tense tightly, and he held a fire in his heart, but he could not face the ugly, ugly head, and he couldn’t really let out the fire. For a while, his lips were a little bit soft When he came down, he looked at Ah Chou’s slightly reddish eyes and whispered: “Let’s eat together later, and the two will eat deliciously.”
“Oh.” A Chou’s voice was a little dumb. She dared not to say anything. She was so busy that she scooped a spoonful of red bean porridge and brought it to Zhong Mingwei. After watching Zhong Mingwei eat the spoonful of red bean porridge, she relaxed.
“You drink too,” Zhong Mingwei said to A Chou, “Warm red bean porridge is more delicious than hot.”
“Really?” Ah Chou took it seriously. She scooped up a spoonful and ate it. When she caught Zhong Mingwei’s smiling eyes, she knew that she was fooled, and she ate it after blowing warmth. It would not be different. ? A Chou blamed himself for being foolish. The red bean porridge in his mouth kept going up and down. In the end, under the watchful eye of Zhong Mingwei, he swallowed the porridge.
“Delicious?” Zhong Mingwei asked her with a smile.
Ah Chou ignored him. She scooped a spoonful of red bean porridge into the man’s mouth. The porridge was not hot. She was not worried that she would burn him.
“Take another bite,” Zhong Mingwei swallowed the porridge in his mouth, raised his eyes and said to Ah Chou, “You obviously love sweet, eat more.”
“Which eye do you see that I love sweets?” A Chou murmured in his mouth, but he scooped a spoonful of red bean porridge to eat it himself, and then scooped a spoonful into Zhong Mingwei’s mouth. Here, “Also said to me, you are not the same as sweet?”
“I’m a big man, where would I like to eat sweets?”
“Still hard! Eat me a spoonful!”
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Ninggu Tower in May, in the dark dusk, in the empty and simple houses, on the large slatted bed, two people and children usually bite me and share a little bit of sweetness.
Jiasheng thirty-two years May fifth
Jingshi.
Cining Palace.
Since the prince was abolished, the Empress Dowager Xu has been unable to bear the disease. Long live the grandfather Zhong Hengheng is a filial son. When he is free, he will go to the Cining Palace to serve the Queen Mother’s soup. Repeatedly, in the future, Long live the Lord will not go much, but today is the Dragon Boat Festival, Zhong Zhiheng still have to go to the Queen Mother to please.